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tink & g herbo - mine lyrics

[hook: tink & g herbo]
if only you were mine, if only you were mine
baby i’m thuggin’, i can’t be your boyfriend
if only you were mine, if only you were mine
maybe i could be but i don’t know if i should be
if only you were mine, if only you were mine
i can’t be yours baby, know i be on tour crazy
if only you were mine, if only you were mine
just keep that on the low, baby you know how it go

[verse 1: g herbo]
got a gang of b-tches
stress theyselves out tryna be my favorite b-tches
b-tches that won’t let go when i used to f-ck on basic b-tches
but you, i f-ck with you, ’cause i get you, you like my clue
i don’t judge you but don’t try me
if i’m wit’ you that’s ’cause i choose
anyway i’ma keep it 100, i like the way you penetrate
with that said, i love it but you gon’ manipulate
and just take that anyway
every time you ask me what we gon’ be i just grin and say
“even if we fall off i don’t wanna let that take my friend away”
i’m honest, i ain’t gon’ lie to your face
and you ‘posed to appreciate it
otherwise go ’round the way and let them suckers grease ya baby
gas ya, ride ’til you on e and go right past ya
now you stuck on still until them junkyard dummies smash ya
i ain’t gon’ lie, i see a good girl
sometimes when i look in your eyes
most times i just see through your ways
your ways lead me straight to your thighs
plus i don’t know what’s on your mind
always need your friends to cosign
never asked for you to be mine
being yours, i don’t have no time

[verse 2: tink]
you got me f-cked up if you think i’ma be chasin’ these n-ggas
i’m thrown off when i’m next to you and i’m trying things that i never do
your money long but your head gone
all my friends telling me don’t
problem is you’re a street n-gga and you’re always sending me off
truly you are my best friend
i fell in love and i can’t pretend
vibe right so don’t fall back
if we go together, just call it that
see i show you off ’cause i ain’t ashamed of you
i’m just sick of playing all these guessing games with you
tatted on me, we skin deep, and i ride with him, no dmv
test drive it, it’s all yours, i miss you there when you on tour
understand you a boss man, you busy getting your hustle on
but every n-gga got one b-tch that he call on when he feel alone
bottom b-tch, your main thing
your best drug, your worst pain
your girlfriend, your confidant
these n-ggas actin’ so nonchalant
but i know you need this, it ain’t no secret
yes i’m the loyal type, i’m just tryna make you mine

- tink g herbo lyrics

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